Sunlight filtered through the dense forest, casting dappled patterns on the tattered horde of zombies. Yan Liu's eyes lit up with excitement; so much food, so much food!
My goodness, how many people were there in Sichuan more than 3,000 years ago? More than 100 million. Of those more than 100 million people, very few survived. So, even if the number of zombies here has been more than 3,000 years, it can be counted in tens of millions, if not hundreds of millions!
The willow branch in Yanliu's hand was a sharp blade with eyes. The thin willow branch could be split into several pieces when it was swung out. One piece could be used to cleave zombies, and another could be used to hook crystal cores and throw them to Yanliu.
Several branches worked together seamlessly. Yan Liu held the crystal core, waving the branches. She looked at the zombies she had split in two or three and felt sorry for them. If they weren't covered in viruses and were ancient poisons that had survived for more than 3,000 years, she would have eaten them all.
As long as something is buried or fallen to the ground, a tree will use its roots to absorb nutrients from it and supply itself.
However, she couldn't bring herself to eat these zombie poisons. Oh well, she'd just get some crystal cores and be done with it. She wanted a steady, continuous supply.
The densely packed zombies were split in two. Some of them could still stagger to their feet. The allure of dragon blood and plant-based spiritual energy was too great for them. Even though they were split in two, they still craved it. They were still greedy, still wanted to eat, and still wanted to evolve.
Yan Liu's spiritual power is plant-based, and as she fights, more and more of it emerges.
The fragrance of spiritual energy spread through the dense forest, drifting far, far away, attracting zombies on other hilltops and people cutting branches in the mountains.
Excitedly fighting and scattering blood, Yan Liu's face was splattered with dark red, putrid blood, but she didn't care or have time to wipe it off. She just felt that there were so many crystal cores and so much food.
These zombies, some over 3,000 years old, have evolved, while others are on their way to evolving. When they encounter the weak, they tear them apart and eat them. When they encounter the strong, the zombies they have killed pile up like mountains, making the strong ones tremble with fear and roar as they try to retreat.
Yan Liu hadn't had her fill yet, so how could she let them retreat or leave? She leaped into the middle of the retreating zombies: "Little trash, your crystal core levels are too low. I haven't had enough yet. Let's continue."
With nowhere to retreat, the zombies roared in attack and charged towards Yanliu together.
Yan Liu excitedly licked her lips, preparing to use her branches for a one-time cleanup.
However, just as she was about to make her move, a dragon's roar resounded throughout the dense forest, deafeningly loud and causing the zombies to stop their attack.
Yanliu's pupils constricted, and he gathered all the willow branches and stuck them into the ground. He swayed his body slightly, displaying great dragon might and awe-inspiring dragon roar.
Are there dragons in the Sichuan Basin?
A dragon, a dragon that you can eat?
No way, really?
What do you call this, a windfall?
Yanliu gripped her willow branch tightly, her already reddened eyes turning even redder with excitement.
She wanted to catch that dragon, the dragon she wanted to eat, to nourish herself and make her life last for thousands of generations, so that her master could also live for thousands of years.
After the dragon's roar, the zombies, who had stopped attacking, became like startled birds, more agile, more panicked, and more terrified than before, scattering in all directions.
Yan Liu, who was still thinking about eating dragon meat, was dumbfounded: "Hey, hey, hey, don't run away, you little trash, don't run away, come back, come back and keep going!"
At her shouts, the zombies ran faster and more joyfully, and soon they all disappeared into the dense forest.
When the wind blows through the dense forest, the lone performer in the willows, without an audience, can no longer perform and is nothing. Smelling the stench of the zombies and the blood, he gathers his spiritual power and sets out to find the dragon.
She wanted to find that dragon, kill it, eat it, and use it as fertilizer. The idea was wonderful, but reality was cruel. Before she could release her spiritual power, a golden dragon descended from the sky, passed through the dense forest, and landed in front of her, transforming into Cangying!
Yan Liu clenched her fist and hesitantly called out, "Little Golden Dragon cub?"
Cangying was dressed in a wide-sleeved black robe with a red belt around her waist and black boots. Her snow-white hair was tied up with a green willow branch. "It's me. Are you hurt?"
Yanliu: "!!!!"
It really is him, fucking.
What the hell is he doing here if he has nothing better to do?
First, you can't eat it; second, you can't hit it; and third, you can't scold it.
He even scared away the zombies, making them more prepared. How could she possibly take them all down in one fell swoop if she wanted to save herself the trouble?
"Are you injured?" Cangying saw that Yanliu was silent and there was blood on her face. He stepped forward, his black and gold eyes flashing with concern, which he himself did not realize. "Where are you injured? Let me see!"
Yan Liu took a step back, creating distance between them, giving off a "don't come near me" vibe: "If you're not injured, how come you're here?"
Cangying stopped in her tracks, startled by her own concern. Her pupils contracted slightly, and she took a step back, her tone polite yet distant and aloof. "I apologize, it was my rudeness."
Yan Liu frowned. "You still haven't answered me. Why are you here?"
Cangying avoided her gaze and looked directly at her: "You like the nest in my room. I brought Little Green Egg to look for rattan to weave the nest. I sensed your spiritual power, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect it to really be you."
Yanliu: "???"
That's it!
This is too much of a coincidence.
The earth is so vast, and China is so expansive, why did you come all the way here to meet me?
Could this be the legendary fate?
Forget it, she doesn't believe in fate. She only believes in fighting back if you're not convinced, and making money to cultivate with zombie crystal cores.
Yan Liu suppressed the slight twitching at the corner of her mouth: "You brought Little Green Egg too, where is it?"
Cangying flipped his left hand, which was clasped in front of his lower abdomen, and a small azure dragon egg, about the size of a quail egg, appeared in his hand: "Here it is!"
Yanliu: "!!!!"
This is truly an amazing super dad tool for hatching dragon eggs.
He placed the small green dragon egg in his palm and pressed it against his lower abdomen.
This inexpensive egg-hatching tool is incredibly detailed.
If his destined partner were not a hunter but another dragon, wouldn't he spoil his partner rotten, treating them like his own eyes, his heart, and his life?
Instead of reaching for the little green dragon egg, Yanliu praised, "If you have a dragon egg in the future, you will definitely be a good father."
Cangying gently cupped the little green dragon egg with her fingers, her eyelids slightly lowered, "I will not have a partner in the future, and I will remain the same as always, without any change."
Yanliu exclaimed, "You can't say that. Just because you can't find your destined partner doesn't mean you should deny your life."
"Look at you, you're so interested in any egg you don't even know what kind of egg it is. Don't you want to have an egg that carries your bloodline and allows you to pass it on?"
Cangying lowered her eyes, concealing all the color in them, her gaze turbulent beneath the surface. Her cold voice remained flat and emotionless: "Since there is no destined partner, with whom shall I inherit my bloodline?"
"To find anyone at random, to be her partner, to lay an egg with her, but to be unable to give her one's heart, to be unable to love her, is unfair to her, unfair to the egg."
"To lay an egg with someone who is not your lover or your destined partner is to harm yourself and others."
That's so damn outdated.
That's incredibly stubborn.
That's incredibly stubborn.
What a fucking idiot!
Yanliu cursed him in her mind, feeling utterly bored, and said, "Okay, but you have to take good care of my eggs and incubate them properly."
"I'm sorry, I misspoke!" Cangying's heart skipped a beat when he heard her words. He suddenly lifted his eyelids to look at Yanliu, his right hand clasped over his left as if covering the little green dragon egg's ear. His clear voice was filled with panic and apology: "I'm sorry, you are a good egg, you are a unique egg, your parents' love for you has not diminished in the slightest. I just misspoke, I just misspoke. Please don't listen to what I said, please don't listen to what I said, okay?"
How could he say in front of this egg that if they are not destined partners, the egg they lay will harm both themselves and others? This egg is alive; it has inherited memories and consciousness. It can hear what they say whenever it wants.
Dragons have hard shells and are delicate. If a dragon cub listens to these words, it will think that it is an unwelcome egg, that its father does not love it, and does not welcome its arrival. It will choose death or hatred!
Little Green Dragon Egg: "..."
Whether the dog's dad loves it or not is unknown, but the father certainly does.
But Dad doesn't know it exists. It's okay, this revenge will come sooner or later.
Anyway, Dog Dad can't escape no matter what.
Before hatching, a baby dragon egg like this needs to absorb its father's spiritual energy and love; it needs its father to incubate it.
But the dog dad threw it away. It's alright, the little dragon egg told itself. Revenge is never too late, and its dog dad will pay the price for what he did sooner or later.
"What are you doing? This egg's parents must love it." Yan Liu reached out and directly ripped Cangying's right hand away, snatching the little green dragon egg from his hand: "You don't need to apologize to it. It knows it in its heart, and I know it too."
Yanliu simply watched him dramatically cover the egg and thought he was being a bit paranoid, which is why she said that.
However, Cangying is prone to overthinking, and besides, he had just made a slip of the tongue, saying such a thing.
Yanliu is the mother of this egg. If he tells the egg and its mother that it is unwelcome, she will surely be angry.
Yanliu was angry that he treated her child this way. He made her child hear that if it wasn't love, if they weren't destined to be together, then their child would be hurting themselves and others.
Yanliu stuffed the egg into her clothes and waved to Cangying: "Alright, alright, go do whatever you need to do. I'll take this egg today."
Cangying felt a slight pain as her fingertips scraped against her palm. That enormous golden dragon, weighing tens of tons, looked like a child who had done something wrong in front of Yanliu: "I'm sorry, Your Highness Yanliu, I misspoke. I've hurt you, and I've hurt this egg..."
“You haven’t caused us any harm.” Yan Liu interrupted him impatiently: “You have your stubbornness, your persistence, your obstinacy, and your insistence on being yourself, which has nothing to do with us.”
"You're right. If there's no foundation of feelings and you're not meant to be together, what's the point of having an affair or getting married? You're just making things difficult for them for the rest of their lives."
Overwhelmed by frustration, Cangying was unable to explain. She took out a handkerchief and handed it to Yanliu: "You have blood on your face, wipe it off."
He handed over a handkerchief as white as a mirror.
"Alright, let's each do our own thing and see you later!" Yan Liu grabbed the item, wiped it haphazardly on her face, threw it away, turned and left, completely disregarding Cangying and acting as if he didn't exist.
If Jiang Si were here, she wouldn't say anything about her posture, nor would she feel anything was wrong. She would simply go her separate ways.
But it was Cangying here. He looked at Yanliu and walked into the depths of the dense forest. This dense forest was full of dangers, and there were zombies and dangers to be encountered.
Cangying picked up the handkerchief that Yanliu had thrown on the ground, folded it, and put it in his spatial storage. He glanced at the sky through the gaps in the dense forest and followed Yanliu.
With the help of the willow branches, Jiang Sizhi followed behind to pick up bamboo shoots, and occasionally even found a couple of mutated wild rabbits or large bamboo rats.
A chubby bamboo rat, skinned, marinated, and roasted on the stove, is absolutely delicious and fragrant.
The main thing is that this bamboo rat hasn't mutated. It looks fierce, but it only flaps its paws and doesn't pose any danger to people.
Jiang Siyan told the willow branch to dig out bamboo rats when it was digging for bamboo shoots, and to take them back to roast them for dinner.
Jiang Si spent about two hours collecting bamboo shoots, killed more than 100 large bamboo rats, about 10 mutated rabbits, thousands of kilograms of bamboo shoots, as well as bamboo poles and leaves.
Jiang Si leaped into the air above the bamboo forest, arrived in front of the aircraft, opened the door, sat inside, and was about to start the aircraft when the personal computer beeped.
She looked down and saw Yan Liu. She opened her personal terminal: "What's wrong, Yan Liu? I was just about to look for you!"
Yanliu looked at her master through the screen and said excitedly, "Master, you don't need to come looking for me. After you've dug up the bamboo shoots, go back first. I've encountered a big guy, a big guy that's at least level 35 to 45."
Jiang Si frowned slightly: "Level 45, the Zombie King!"
Yan Liutou nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, the zombie king, it should be this generation's zombie king, I want the crystal core in his brain."
Jiang Si gave a thumbs up: "Okay, keep it up, I'm going back to the city first."
Yanliu is her companion. Even if she had half of Yanliu's combat power, she could still defeat a level 45 zombie king, not to mention that Yanliu's combat power is only slightly weaker than hers.
So Jiang Si wasn't worried at all; she had complete confidence in her. Of course, the most important thing was that she was a tree. If she encountered any danger, she could transform into her physical form, take root in the ground, and conceal her spiritual power so that no one would notice.
Jiang Si hung up the personal terminal, started the flying machine, and flew over Sichuan towards her city.
Yan Liu stopped walking abruptly, then, with the grace of a startled swan, she moved like a gust of wind, passing through the dense forest and instantly arriving before Cang Ying, who had been following her: "Little golden dragon brat, didn't I tell you to leave? What are you doing following me?"
Cangying thought he had been discreet in his tracking, but he hadn't expected to be discovered. Now that he had been found out, he could no longer remain secretive. "What are you looking for?"
Yan Liu raised an eyebrow, looking annoyed: "What I'm looking for is none of your business, you're not going to help me look!"
"I'll help you find it!" Cangying replied without hesitation. "What are you looking for? I'll help you find it. You don't need to do it yourself; I'll just leave it at your fingertips!"
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